Yan Country, East Sea.
It has been raining for three consecutive days, marking the third day since Ye Xuan left this city.
Longing, such longing.
Worry, such worry.
Missing him, missing him so much.
Lin Tong sat in the CEO's office, unable to focus on the few important documents on the desk, her mind wandering.
Is he okay?
What is he doing?
Did he manage to rescue his brothers?
Is he injured?
When will he come back?
Will he come back at all?
Afraid to think about it, yet unable to stop.
Like being in a boiling oil pot, it's so painful. She really wanted to call him to find out how he was doing, to put her mind at ease. But every time she picked up the phone, Lin Tong dared not dial.
She's afraid that a call from her might become the opportunity for Ye Xuan to get distracted and lose the battle…
Pa!
Lin Tong slapped herself hard, without reservation, making her delicate little face blush significantly.
